I’ve written and rewritten this post about a million times. It feels strange to say goodbye to a place I wanted to love so badly, but as I’ve had to tell myself a lot lately, things work out for a reason. Ever since high school, I knew I wanted to leave Illinois. I always said I would never move back after college, however, my boyfriend and I both got jobs in Chicago after graduation and we moved in together shortly after. Things weren’t easy right off the bat. There was the adjustment of living with each other (I’ll never put the cap on the toothpaste and he hates drying dishes), new jobs and the general WAH-BAM that is adulthood. There was a period when I…

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